Well, here she is guys.
Alison Mary Wilk
Born March 3rd, 2013 at 1:21pm weighing 6lbs 8oz and 19.5 inches long.
She is perfect.
And finally... Our girls together.
And finally... Our girls together.
So, let me share with you how all the events unfolded the days prior to Alison making her debut.
I did not think she would arrive early, all the women around me were passing their due dates, some even close to two weeks past! So I was preparing myself to be in the same boat.
It started three days before Alison came. So that puts us at Thursday morning, I was at my 39 week appointment and I hadn't progressed since my last visit. I was a measly 1 cm, 75% effaced and
-2 station. My OB asked if I wanted my membranes swept and I said "suuuuure, what the heck". I know all experiences vary when this is done.
Leaving the doctors office that morning I started having very mild contractions. I had some time to kill and I stopped in Hobby Lobby (one of my fav places!) and contractions started coming and going. But of course later that day when I took my nap the contractions faded.
That night C's returned making sleep uncomfortable and non existent. "Uhoh is this starting something?". By Friday morning C's faded AGAIN, to every once in a while and just kept up their randomness throughout the day. Zac kept asking how I was feeling, was this a sign we shouldn't go to the Martin Sexton concert we had tickets for that night with his family? "No, I am sure this is false labor". By Friday late afternoon C's were still coming and going but mild...but some were definitely uncomfortable. We had a sitter all set for that night so we thought what the heck lets get out of the house and enjoy a nice dinner with his family and then head to a chill concert downtown. I was up for it because I was wanting more than anything.....a distraction.... plus a night out of the house sounded nice. I got my 9 month pregnant body all dressed up for a fun evening. At dinner they returned more regularly, and at the concert while sitting among all the concert goers I would have these secret contractions that still were bearable but getting more uncomfortable. I was getting tired so I turned to Zac and said "Finish your drink and lets go home". Once again that night my sleep was interrupted by strong C's and they were getting closer together...and closer and closer. I was getting nervous. I had a feeling labor was very near by.... if not that night, soon. I woke Zac, but once I sat up in bed the C's faded. What IS this???
Saturday morning we stayed close to home while I slowly prepared the house in the event labor was around the corner (I felt it was). I was uncomfortable the entire day but nothing was consistent and I was getting tired of timing these flippant C's that had no rhyme or reason. That Saturday evening we put Rose to bed, said her evening prayers and kissed her good night... there was a pit in my stomach because I had a very strong feeling this would be the last night we put her to bed as our only child, our sweet Rose and that I wouldn't be seeing her for a couple days. I was getting emotional (another reason I knew labor must be close). Zac made a delicious dinner... which I didn't eat any of because of my discomfort. Poor Zac. Later that night around 9pm C's were consistent and close together and rapidly getting more uncomfortable. We called Zac's parents, they came over to stay the night and we headed to the hospital.
We were back home by midnight. Insert embarrassed face here. I was a measly 2cm and 75% effaced. How embarrassing!!! I am the biggest wimp... but the C's were seriously hurting me!!! What is wrong with me??? While being monitored my contractions were about 4 min apart but started to fade... noooooo. I wasn't dilated enough and I hadn't progressed during my time there and they sent me home with ambien to get some rest. As the triage nurse gave me the ambien before we left I turned to Zac and said "Mark my word, once we get home and we crawl into bed I know these contractions will return with a vengeance".
I was right.
By 4am (Sunday morning now) I was in horrible pain. Pain shooting down my legs and almost in tears. Zac said... lets go back. Once again, called the parents and we were back in triage at 4:30am. Same nurse we had 4 hours earlier and she looked at me and asked with a smirk "sooo what brings you back?". Not wanting to pay any attention to her sarcasm I simply said "They are stronger, much stronger". She monitored me for a half hour and came into the room to check me but before doing so she said "I cant promise you anything so don't get your hopes up". I was in tears. And............... I was 5-6cm and 100% effaced...... and all she said was "OK, you are ready! Lets get you to L&D!". I was crying because I was so afraid I wasn't going to be far enough along to be admitted.....but thank you Jesus I was on my way to having this baby!!!!
Once we got to our L&D room I was able to relax. I got my epidural at 6am or so, and was given a little pitocin a couple hours later. At 10am I was 8cm, 12:30 my OB broke my water and by 1pm or so I was at 10cm and I was ready to push. After 4 pushes our Alison made her way into this world. Zac laughed as she made her way out and announced to me "Its a girl!!!". I broke down into tears of happiness as they placed our baby girl on my chest. I was so happy to finally meet her.
Another little girl!!!! She was here in my arms and I was so thankful for our beautiful gift from God!
I love you, my little Alison.
Love always, Mom.
Saturday morning we stayed close to home while I slowly prepared the house in the event labor was around the corner (I felt it was). I was uncomfortable the entire day but nothing was consistent and I was getting tired of timing these flippant C's that had no rhyme or reason. That Saturday evening we put Rose to bed, said her evening prayers and kissed her good night... there was a pit in my stomach because I had a very strong feeling this would be the last night we put her to bed as our only child, our sweet Rose and that I wouldn't be seeing her for a couple days. I was getting emotional (another reason I knew labor must be close). Zac made a delicious dinner... which I didn't eat any of because of my discomfort. Poor Zac. Later that night around 9pm C's were consistent and close together and rapidly getting more uncomfortable. We called Zac's parents, they came over to stay the night and we headed to the hospital.
We were back home by midnight. Insert embarrassed face here. I was a measly 2cm and 75% effaced. How embarrassing!!! I am the biggest wimp... but the C's were seriously hurting me!!! What is wrong with me??? While being monitored my contractions were about 4 min apart but started to fade... noooooo. I wasn't dilated enough and I hadn't progressed during my time there and they sent me home with ambien to get some rest. As the triage nurse gave me the ambien before we left I turned to Zac and said "Mark my word, once we get home and we crawl into bed I know these contractions will return with a vengeance".
I was right.
By 4am (Sunday morning now) I was in horrible pain. Pain shooting down my legs and almost in tears. Zac said... lets go back. Once again, called the parents and we were back in triage at 4:30am. Same nurse we had 4 hours earlier and she looked at me and asked with a smirk "sooo what brings you back?". Not wanting to pay any attention to her sarcasm I simply said "They are stronger, much stronger". She monitored me for a half hour and came into the room to check me but before doing so she said "I cant promise you anything so don't get your hopes up". I was in tears. And............... I was 5-6cm and 100% effaced...... and all she said was "OK, you are ready! Lets get you to L&D!". I was crying because I was so afraid I wasn't going to be far enough along to be admitted.....but thank you Jesus I was on my way to having this baby!!!!
Once we got to our L&D room I was able to relax. I got my epidural at 6am or so, and was given a little pitocin a couple hours later. At 10am I was 8cm, 12:30 my OB broke my water and by 1pm or so I was at 10cm and I was ready to push. After 4 pushes our Alison made her way into this world. Zac laughed as she made her way out and announced to me "Its a girl!!!". I broke down into tears of happiness as they placed our baby girl on my chest. I was so happy to finally meet her.
Another little girl!!!! She was here in my arms and I was so thankful for our beautiful gift from God!
I love you, my little Alison.
Love always, Mom.
Thanks for sharing!
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